. Springtime, and other verses. reeze. Then a stroll through shaded pathway, As the evenings coming the sunset cross the bay And golden waves for out beyond. Hear the night-birds lonely swift the waters edge they skim; Soon the afterglow is dusky twilight dim. Hife jrlFE is filled with varied dreams;J^ Friendships ties must often joy and gladness what it Smiles sometimes hide a breaking heart. ?|ope ^?r^HERE are days of joy, and days of grief,^ And days of calm ever t is the sweet beliefBright days will follow night. 27 SPRINGTIME AN
. Springtime, and other verses. reeze. Then a stroll through shaded pathway, As the evenings coming the sunset cross the bay And golden waves for out beyond. Hear the night-birds lonely swift the waters edge they skim; Soon the afterglow is dusky twilight dim. Hife jrlFE is filled with varied dreams;J^ Friendships ties must often joy and gladness what it Smiles sometimes hide a breaking heart. ?|ope ^?r^HERE are days of joy, and days of grief,^ And days of calm ever t is the sweet beliefBright days will follow night. 27 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES A^UR lives are, as we older grow,^SP^ Midst our joys and sorrows,Like a golden sunset afterglow,That tells of pleasant morrows. ^irHE thoughts that in the mind and heart^u^ We see in form and featuresIn those whod play a saintly no less are sinful creatures. ^?THERE S a touch of heartache everywhere,^fcl^ The souls oft racked with burden oft too much to hope we then must 28 / SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES >gRANDMOTHER sits in her ^ Such a dear, sweet face, and snowy and brushed down close to her as shes worn it for many an old-fashioned grandmother, sure enough,Who would scorn to wear a rat or a puff;But do not believe for even a theres real fun going, shes not in has clear brown eyes, and as clear a mindOn recent topics as one could word of cheer for those who are sad,A kindly smile for those who are the sunny window where she often with dear old hands so patiently knitsThe daintiest garments, for old and hist! shell not have her praises much more could be said, for shes a dear-Life is much better for her presence here. c^yfh/r Cljrfetmas iWornms CHRISTMAS morning is here at last!Blow, tiny horns, and trumpets little ones have found their at once to make much , and listening the
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